Swimming Beside Fish

You know, I could pop a pill or two,  take a drink or two, or maybe smoke a blunt or two, not to erase my sorrows but to sink further within them…. it’s tempting

YET, because of his love for me he knew where I needed to be… out within the trees, allowing me to breathe, climbing underneath a bridge of the trail to a creek. So I can go beneath and cry…

Re-taught me how to swim, he helped me find my equilibrium.

Author: Amber Choisella

I am an old soul learning, living, and spreading love and light. I am also a Psychic Medium who works as a Therapist and who struggles with anxiety so I blog about both; anxiety and spiritual/metaphysical content! I'm here to help share knowledge on anxiety and growing spiritually.

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